That night, Luo Shilang didn't know when he fell asleep, and he didn't know how he slept there. It's just that I clearly know that when the sky is not yet bright, when everyone has not woken up, I woke up.

Last night, after Meng Li had said those words, they talked a lot and talked a lot until late at night. At night in the mountains, it can be very cold even in summer, but this underground cave is so amazing that you don't need to cover it with a quilt at all, and you won't feel cold or hot. It is like a large bed that is always at a constant temperature, and it is always at the most comfortable temperature for you.

If, many years later, an explorer or a tourist from outside came here and discovered the location of the snake mound, I think it would have stunned all the experts, and then mechanically uttered stupid words like "How is it possible, there is such a magical place in the world". Then, unsurprisingly, Seriyaka appeared in various magazines around the world, alarming the world, and perhaps, at this time, scientists from all over the world will come to investigate, hoping to come up with some shocking theories or closer to explaining the paranormal.

I think there will be such a day.

It's just that I don't want this day to come too soon.

It's like every one of us will grow up, but not many of us want to grow up. Then, we can only hope that this day will come a little later.

Although Luo Shiyilang, Meng Li, Liu Snake and Zhou Lun chose to stay, it was inevitable that Shangguan Jin had to go back. And, imminently.

Now something that makes them feel distressed has finally appeared, and it is really difficult to find a way out of this deep mountain and old forest where the situation is not clear at all.

And just as they were trying to figure out their way, danger finally came to their door, and it was the first head-to-head confrontation between them.

Luo Shiyi Lang once saw some ways to save yourself in the mountains on a wilderness survival show, and one of them told you that if you don't know the surrounding conditions, you can try to make yourself stand taller, so that your vision will be a little broader.

So, the group followed each other and climbed towards the highest peak.

Since he had Long Ying, Zhou Lun has become more like a child, and he has been messing around with Long Ying endlessly every day. This girl really regarded this ancient beast as her pet. You look at the way he looks at Long Ying, as if he is admiring his pet dog.

At this moment, he was climbing, Long Ying was standing on Zhou Lun's broad shoulders, probably afraid of pressing him into high and low shoulders, Long Ying kept changing the position of his feet, changing from the left shoulder to the right shoulder for a while, and from the right shoulder to the left shoulder, among them, the back and forth bridge was Zhou Lun's head with a fashionable hairstyle. When the claws pressed on the scalp, although it was said that it was protected by thick hair, and Long Ying stepped on it as gently as possible, Zhou Lun still felt a small but sharp pain.

But every time he gritted his teeth and said, for the sake of my divine beast pet, it's fine.

The mountain road is rugged, and the premise of the rugged mountain road is that there must be a so-called mountain road to walk. But Luo Shiyi Lang and them, walking in front of them suddenly lost their way, not because they saw a cliff, nor did they see a lake turbulence.

Rather, it is a cluster of tall shrubs and vines under the trees and thorns under the vines, such a picture stretches before the eyes, as if a hedgehog has lost the courage to move forward.

Frightened, Luo Shiyi Lang and the others were really frightened when they saw it, but looking around, if they wanted to climb to the highest point of the mountain, this was the place they had to pass. It can only be said that the high part of this mountain is likely to have never been visited, or that only the undead can go.

Nanjian walked to the front of the line and pulled out the Qinglong Sword, hoping to make these guys in the way a little sparse, and the other four boys also took out their sabers and moved forward while opening the way. In fact, a path launched by Nan Jian with sword qi can already be walked over by boys, after all, it is not a big deal to have a few marks on his body, there are always a few scars on a man's body. But there is Shangguan Jin, the eldest lady in the back, how can Meng Li tolerate the little sister being scratched by a mountain thorn, it is absolutely impossible.

As a result, for a few boys, the workload suddenly multiplied several times.

When the last thorn was cut off, looking back, a passage formed behind him, much like the circular tunnel in a movie "Tunnel War" that I watched a long time ago, this tunnel was cut with a knife and sword. The stumps scattered around the area were smeared with a layer of bright red blood, and some of the sharp thorns hanging from the vines overhead were still dripping blood.

Emerging from the circular exit, the group groaned in pain and slapped at the long bars of thorns that hung from their clothes. Luo Eleven's Armani shirt was torn apart, as if it had been blown up by a bomb. Zhou Lun's two sleeves all fell off, and the back of the fence was almost all exposed, Liu Snake's clothes were the most funny, as if they had been cut, all the parts below the chest were detached, and the remaining part above just covered the **, but it couldn't cover the young man's sturdy silhouette, Nan Jian looked relatively complete in clothes, after all, he was a child who grew up in the mountains, and his ability to protect himself by walking the mountain road would be stronger, but Qinglong's body was splashed with green juice, which was the chloroplast of these cut off vegetation.

Everyone looked at each other, the clothes were dyed bright red, the deep and shallow wounds on the skin were still pumping warm blood to the outside, and what was even more unbearable was that some small black spikes were deeply inserted into the skin, and a slight movement would cause sharp pain, making the tears can't help but slide down, but this is not crying, just because of the pain.

You look at me, I look at you, as if you are looking in the mirror, suddenly remembered that when I was a child in the studio, Luo Shiyi Lang often liked to use a paintbrush to dip the adjusted paint and then apply it to them, and then wait for their counterattack, and then evolved into a direct splash of paint on the plate, the child's hearty laughter alarmed the teacher, the teacher came over and cursed loudly and decisively blasted them out, Luo Shiyi Lang They came out of the classroom with their heads down, stood in the corridor, and there was a more excited and sweet laughter, because they could play football without scruples。 Now this game played from small to big has one more participant, and that is the good brother Zhou Lun.

Shangguan Jin on the side cried quietly, his eyes were bloodshot and swollen red. Because, she found that she only had a small cut in the corner of the left hem of her clothes on her body, and there was no wound on her body.

As soon as everyone saw Liu Snake's appearance, they couldn't help but laugh, but when they laughed, they pulled at the pain like a tearing wound.

Shangguan Jin couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw Liu Snake's appearance, with a smile on his crying face, and crying in his smile, it was really unbearable.

Long Ying may have realized that Zhou Lun had a lot of wounds on his body now, so he couldn't bear to stand on his shoulder, and kept circling and flying in the air.

In the midst of everyone's casual jokes, no one noticed the changes in Luo Shilang, and even he didn't notice that the wound was healing at a visible speed. Those slender cracks that were still seeping blood outward one second had healed the next second, forming a purple-black scab, and with a light touch of his hand, he fell down, revealing the new tender flesh inside.

Beneath the tattered clothes is a gentle and upright body.

It's just that Meng Li, Liu Snake and Zhou Lun are still shivering under their broken clothes with the wounds that cause pain when the wind blows lightly.

At this time, they noticed the environment under their feet, and it was indeed the height of the mountain, but it was by no means the highest point of the mountain, because there were still high cliffs on it, but the vegetation suddenly became so small that it was almost negligible.

It's not that the top of the mountain is desert-like despairing, but the surface here is covered with rocks. Just like the delicate floors laid at home, although it is in the wilderness, although it is in the middle of the mountains, it still gives people an extremely luxurious feeling. It's like walking into a painting.

It's really like a peerless painting. Luo Shiyi Lang took a few steps forward and found that there was a Wanzhang Cliff in front of him, saying that it was a Wanzhang Cliff just to respect the ancestors who invented the word, because under the cliff was a vast white mist, as if there was a huge pot below, which was filled with water, which had been boiled by a certain immortal, and was frantically bubbling on it.

So I can't see exactly how deep it is, but I guess there must be a lake down there, and there's an island on it, and the uncle who boiled water lives on the island.

Looking around, you can see that it looks like a corridor with no roof, a winding passage winds towards the white mist, and on the right is a rock that extends to the top of the road, and you don't know how high the road is, just like you don't know how deep the cliff on the left side of the road is.

Ahead is a turn, with protruding rocks obscuring the view. Luo Shiyi Lang only realized at this time that his injuries had all healed, and this was only realized in Liu Snake's astonishment.

When Liu Snake saw that the scar on Luo Shilang's chest that was still bleeding suddenly disappeared, he suddenly cried out in surprise. I have studied medicine for so many years and have never seen this phenomenon, and it is a miracle that I have arrived at home.

Liu Snake's scream alerted Luo Shiyilang, and he looked down at his upper body, which was wrapped in several rags, and looked at the place where it had just been punctured, and found that there were no scars to be found at this moment. However, he was not surprised at all, after all, this was not the first time, and he had already seen it.

The Cathode Demon has been perfectly integrated into Luo Shilang's body, and has formed the most tacit understanding with him.

Luo Shiyi Lang shrugged his shoulders and looked helplessly at the brothers in front of him. To tell the truth, although the wounds on my body have healed, the wrinkles in my heart have deepened again, and I can still laugh just now, and the kind of laughter just now is relaxed and real, because we can share hardships together, we can be pierced by the same plant together, we can feel the same pain at the same time, and we can laugh at each other unscrupulously because everyone looks embarrassed.

And now, Luo Shilang suddenly felt abandoned. He didn't know if it was God's favor or a curse on him.

forced a smile, pretending to be indifferent and not caring, but in my heart, there will always be a sense of loneliness.

Just like a few good friends in the class, when the school first started, the grades were not bad, you were fifteen, I was sixteen, and he was seventeen, but a month later, you were still fifteen, and he was still seventeen, but I was no longer sixteen, but sixth, and I was in the top ten, and the teacher moved my seat to the first two rows, separated from you by a large area, although we could still continue to play football as before after class, but there was no longer me in the crowd that ate melon seeds together in class.

Then in the final exam, you are still the same, still the same as before, the same score, the same ranking, the same smile. It's like insisting, waiting, holding on to something. Something I'm not sure about and don't bother to take care of. It's just that in this exam, the distance between us widened again, and I entered the top ten in my grade and got the first place in my class.

You are still willing to play football with me, you still call me by my nickname, you will still help me beat up the guy in the next class that I don't like, you will still wait until someone goes to the empty building, you will still wait until I finish the test paper and go home with me, and you will still try your best to help me chase the girl I haven't chased for a long time. You still love me, and you still treat me as the best brother I can be.

However, I always have a feeling that we are gradually moving away, we used to live in a circle with a small radius that can only accommodate the three of us, and later, time has raised our height, but we have lengthened the radius, so long that we are lost in the fog, and we can't see where you, me and him are scattered.

The night before graduation, I wrote the last sentence in my diary, and then closed it forever and never opened it again. It's like our lost youth, which can no longer be flipped through.

"I don't know if you have abandoned me, or if I have abandoned you."

Luo Shiyi Lang looked at the dried blood stains on their bodies, and his heart suddenly hurt. It was as if someone was holding a sharp dagger and carefully cutting the softest surface of the heart. It doesn't bleed, but it's much more painful than when it bleeds.

Everyone tried to see the situation down the mountain, but unfortunately the fog was too big, let alone the route, and even the woods not far below seemed very blurry, so they could only walk forward and go around to a place with better vision.

As everyone turned to the back of the rock wall, their view suddenly widened. The large boulders on the ground appear flat and vast, so vast that they can be used as a battlefield to show their skills.

In the distance, near the edge of the cliff, stood a man with his hands folded across his chest and a Japanese samurai sword in the middle, his hair curled high up, his clothes loose but definitely rigorous.

He should have heard footsteps coming from behind him, he turned around, and Luo Shiyi Lang and six others appeared in his sight.

At this time, Luo Shiyi Lang found out that she was a woman, and she didn't see her gender when she turned her back to them just now. The woman in front of her seemed to be very young, and she should be the same size as Chen Xi'er, just in her early twenties. Luo Shiyi Lang thought to himself.

As if to match the knife she was holding on her chest, her entire outfit was completely modeled after a Japanese samurai. Japanese samurai. Beautiful Japanese samurai.

In fact, since Luo Shiyi Lang and the others first entered this mountain, she has been eyeing them. Originally, she was going to show up when she was at the bottom of the mountain, but when she looked at the route, it seemed to be coming to this area at the top of the mountain, and she knew the terrain of this mountain well, so she took the path (it was really a path, a path prepared for humans to go up the mountain, no thorns, no stingers, that was the hunters came out, and few people knew the way) came up the mountain first, and it would be safer to do it on the mountain, because, now there are not a few people in the rivers and lakes who are searching for Luo Shiyilang, if they find out, they will have to kill a few more people, after all, killing people is not like killing pigs, you can not bear any psychological burden。

Of course, Luo Shiyi Lang didn't know that the "Japanese samurai" in front of Lu Dao was here to kill him, but he felt a little curious, how could there be such a handsome Japanese girl on such a remote and hidden mountain. However, seeing that she is holding a sword in her arms, she should also be a person who practices martial arts, and it is estimated that nine times out of ten in this mountain it is for cultivation. Thinking of this, Luo Shiyi Lang remembered the plot in the novel he had read before, and it was estimated that there was her father or master or something nearby, so Luo Shiyi Lang really subconsciously looked around, as if he could really see a middle-aged man like a master in the world walking out.

Suddenly, Luo Shiyi Lang laughed, thinking that he was so funny, how could he take those in the novel seriously. It must be a nervous breakdown!

Normally, in this case, Nanjian or Nanjian's sword will react, because their super sense of smell must have sniffed out murderous aura. However, today, Nan Jian also felt that everything was normal, there was no murderous aura in the air, and her eyes looked as clear as a child's eyes.

It may be that she really doesn't have the slightest murderous aura in her, and it is not out of her heart that she wants to kill Luo Shilang, but a kind of physical instinct, no anger and no tricks. Or, in other words, her spiritual power has far surpassed that of Nanjian, so much so that she has completely restrained Nanjian's fighting spirit.

Luo Shiyi Lang and they continued to walk forward, that is, towards her.

Luo Shiyi Lang asked curiously: "Is there a beautiful woman? A knife can't deal with the fierce beasts in the mountains." Luo Eleven stared at the katana in her arms.

The girl smiled and said, "I'm not alone!" As for this knife, it doesn't matter if it can't deal with beasts, it doesn't matter if it doesn't use it against animals.

Her voice was as crisp as silver bells striking each other, and the wind blew the hem of her loose garment, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and his sweet smile and the two small dimples at the corners of his mouth when he laughed. At that moment, Meng Liang was in a trance and thought that the woman in front of him was a fairy in the sky playing role-playing.

At this moment, only the dragon eagle hovering in the air seemed very irritable, and kept making a sound that made people can't help but want to plug their ears.

No one understood what it was saying.

No one is listening.